I didn't deliberatly to saw that photo whose headline for his old news. I really didn't mean, cause I just want to read. But who is expect if I saw he and old girlfriend's instead???
Then
Not enough, at the following day, we met acidentally with her and ended up with introuced ourself to each other.
What the hell situation is it?!?!?!
Yet, more we talked more I feel if I like her, I grant that...
Not because she gave me a credit about everything I have done for him, my travelling I made to accompanied him or something else, but I think she is much more mature than her real age.
She keep saying, that the most of her happiness are, when she knew his life is fine, when she saw his smile and when she knew he could take whatever his wish, even though she didn't taking part of it.
It isn't such an easy to leave the one whom we really love running after their own dreams and we just had chance to love without touch them. Then see they laughing happily with another person.
I keep wondering, about how hard they made this decision. When they still love to each other but the condition is imposible for them to keep together. And after all those unexpected situation, I can't get rid those pictures, everything whom she and I've been talked.
Blimey, those were just old pictures and everybody had their own past, I told my self, but that could not help me at all. Then I was realized...................
I'M JEALOUS..............
Jealous with her kidness, her courage to leave him, yet she love, really love him much, her unconditional attachment to him, and perhaps she is the bravest girl I ever knew.
On the other hand, my curiosity about all his past despite his job as rider always high, so.... I keep searching on the network web even though knowingly it would be annoyed me. And the fact, that he still keep a bit affection for her, or can say they still loove to each other really scared me, I didn't have any courage to think about that
This is the most funny thing about me........................................
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